A Blessing in Disguise
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  • Reads 2,158
  • Votes 212
  • Parts 3
  • Time 46m
Ongoing, First published Nov 06, 2021
Mature
"You have about 10 minutes to run." The sentence escaped from his plump lips after the banter they threw at each other before they walked down the aisle, to the altar where they would express their vows to stick around through health, sickness, joy and sorrow.

The laughter was slowly begone. The paler guy looked straight into the other eyes. Instead of flying out of the room as the tanned guy thought he would, he smiled thinly, though the other guy was unable to read his mind.

"So do you, Gulf."
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HIS MUSE (COMPLETE)

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28 years old Mew was having a bad day. First, his business deal that he had painstakingly been working on for the past 3 months had gone down the drain. Meanwhile, his mother had been bugging him to settle down because she wanted grandchildren. Mind you, she already had 8 grandkids! Not only that, one of Mew's fuck buddies visited him at the office and demanded that he gave more attention. Like fucking hell! Mew had too much on his plate. He was sipping his coffee while staring down looking at the busy intersection from his office when he saw him. He was a tall kid in a school uniform. Mew wondered how old could he be. The young man was talking on his phone when he laughed in total abandonment. His handsome face simply lit up. That brought a smile to the brooding Mew that morning. The young man's smile was contagious!! Since that day, Mew would leave his house early so that he could catch a glimpse of his muse. He would cross the intersection early in the morning and cross it again when it was time to head home Mew guessed. The young man unknowingly had made Mew's days better without even knowing of his existence nor significance. Then, one day Mew noticed bruises on his muse's face. He could not help but feel a surge of protectiveness. Who dared mar that beautiful face? Nobody could lay a finger on HIS muse.NOBODY!